"Uncle, try it first, how does this cigarette taste?"
Liu Erzhu took a deep breath according to the text and savored it carefully.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. This cigarette was fragrant and mellow, much better than the Hongtashan cigarettes he used to serve his guests.
"What kind of cigarette is this? Where did it come from? Why does it smell so good?"
He stared incredulously at the unmarked cigarette in his hand, his eyes wide with surprise.
Xiao Weiguo smiled mysteriously, leaned closer to Liu Erzhu, and whispered, "Uncle, this is for the imperial court, a special supply. When Minister Liu from the county came last time, he gave me two boxes. I brought one box specifically to give to you."
As he spoke, he stuffed a pack of unopened cigarettes into Liu Erzhu's hand.
"Uncle, be careful with this stuff, there's nowhere to get it once it's all gone."
Upon hearing the phrase "imperial servant," Liu Erzhu's hands visibly tensed, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.
"Oh dear, this is such a precious item, Uncle dares not accept it."
Xiao Weiguo pushed his hands back.
"Uncle, you've taken such good care of me, it's only right that I show you respect."
The best way to seize the high ground is to corrupt the enemy from within. Since he likes Liu Ye, it is only right to curry favor with Liu Erzhu. Besides, he has indeed been good to him since childhood.
Seeing this, Liu Ye couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
She has been staying at home with Xiao Shanshan from morning till night these past few days, and she knows more about what's in Xiao Weiguo's house than Xiao Weiguo does.
She clearly saw a whole carton of these unlabeled cigarettes on Xiao Weiguo's table, but he told her father there were only two packs.
Xiao Weiguo then realized that someone knew his background.
He smiled and said to Liu Ye, "Little sister Liu Ye, school is starting soon, right? When the time comes, I'll give you the best fountain pen."
Liu Ye looked up at the sky, her small, jade-white hand holding up two fingers.
"Haha, no problem, no problem."
Xiao Weiguo chuckled awkwardly.
Liu Qing rolled her eyes as soon as she entered, looking utterly disdainful. She then uttered a harsh curse.
"Sycophant."
Then he turned around and went back to his room.
"By the way, Uncle, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Xiao Weiguo quickly changed the subject.
Liu Erzhu then said seriously, "Weiguo, we might not be able to sell our socks."
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